Tuesday, July 7, 2015

Finally, Some Sub-70 Degree Relief

Finally. some bone-chilling sub-70 degree temps this morning in the dip on Sr 159 between the Red Rock scenic drive entrance and exit.

Some mornings, we did not even get below 90 degrees in the Las Vegas area.

Monday, July 6, 2015

Cycling By Hand -- Lasher Sport's Business Niche

Inspiring business -- Lasher Sport, which manufactures the country's only full-suspension, hand-driven, off-road hand cycle.

Sunday, July 5, 2015

Pedaling An Old Friend

For you bicycle fans out there, you will notice the downtube shifters, which give away the age of this Cannondale R300 aluminum-framed road bicycle.

It's a 1995 Cannondale that was bought at a bike shop in Stuart, Fla., used for only a few years, sold to a brother-in-law, stored in a shed outside Baltimore for 15 years or so and re-claimed by me nearly two years ago.

It returned to me in Las Vegas and I replaced just about every feature on the bicycle -- except for the original drive train. Derailleurs, chain, rings and crank arms are original.

Plus those shifters.

The small upfront ring is not so small, so it was a grind climbing the Red Rock scenic loop with my fellow New York buddy and bike pal Scott.

Here's Scott in action here. He has a Cannondale, too -- a 2010 version.

It was fun to bike slower and take one or two more breaks than usual as I pedaled the 20-year-old Cannondale. It doesn't have the handling ability of my more recent Specialized Roubaix, but it was great to take the ol' wheels out there.

No matter what bicycle you pedal, the scenery is always grand.

Friday, July 3, 2015

We the People

Happy Fourth of July from Bicycle Stories.

To me, Independence Day is spelled out pretty easily in three little words.

We the People

It's right there in the intro of our nation's Constitution, our country's blueprint.

I realize people will be referring to freedoms and liberties today.

But I adore those three little words.

We the People.

And what a we our nation has become.

Our nation's founders had the outrageous audacity to create a country where now the heritage, religious, racial backgrounds of our collective we are the most diverse of any nation on earth.

It takes a lot of balls to create a country where people with so many different backgrounds are jumbled together.

Nobody tried that one before.

Sure, our we have our conflicts.  What family doesn't?

But today, I celebrate America by celebrating its essence traced back to the we of the preamble of the U.S. Constitution -- its beautiful spectrum of diverse people living under a single flag.

Making Friends On The Red Rock Scenic Loop

I dragged myself out of the Summerlin apartment at 6:40 a.m., headed out to Red Rock Canyon and met two cyclists as we entered the BLM Red Rock scenic drive.

I met Chris and Mike at the BLM Red Rock booth. The administration there has become very vigilant in checking out park passes and IDs, with a video camera recently mounted on the main booth aimed at the transaction point.

Chris zoomed up the first five miles to the overlook at 4,771 feet. But Mike and I chatted as we grinded out the 1,100 feet from the park entrance to the overlook.

Mike and I chatted about the local bicycle scene. It was cool to hear that Mike was at the fat tire festival put on by Jared Fisher and Las Vegas Cyclery at the Grand Canyon North Rim two weeks ago  Here's Mike and Chris sitting at the overlook, while another bicyclist joined us.

After the overlook, it was mostly downhill back to SR 159.

The Big Stripe. Do you see the bicyclists.

Thursday, July 2, 2015

Sharing The Trail With Cars

Just another day on the 215 Beltway trail.

I was cycling on the trail between the Summerlin Parkway and Far Hills Avenue tonight -- and things were a little different.

Only this time, there was a car on the trail. It was nice of him to bike around me.

 Welome to bicycling in Las Vegas.

Sunday, June 28, 2015

Hat Trick Of Cycling -- Red Rock Loop; Mt. Charleston Fattie; Downtown Urban Cruising

My bicycle pal Kevin Cannon missed the early 6 a.m. road ride in Red Rock Canyon and the scenic drive. I had a lovely road ride with my roadie friend Scott. We pedaled the Red Rock loop and chatted ourselves up the hill to 4,771 feet -- the high point along the Red Rock scenic drive. Kevin didn't get up in time, though he did do some road cycling later in the morning.

But Kevin did come on strong for a mountain bike ride on the Bristlecone Trail on Mt Charleston at 4:30 p.m. and then an urban ride through the urban freak show of downtown Las Vegas.

There's Kevin with my fattie, a Surley Pugsley single-speed, steel-framed, shock-less beast that I muscled up several hundred feet on the Bristlecone, I'm guessing that we were biking around 8,300 feet -- not too shabby when you consider the Las Vegas valley is around 2,100 feet or so.


The Bristlecone Trail loop is about 6.5 miles, with the first 3.5 miles all uphill from the lower Bristlecone parking lot. Above, Kevin is cycling up the wide fire road, while Kevin is descending on a single track in the photo below.

When it's 110 in the valley, it's a pleasant 80 at 8,500 feet on Mount Chraleston.

The Pugsley, then, was off for an urban trek. I met Kevin at 8:10 p.m. at the Review-Journal parking lot and little did we know what awaited -- a homeless guy with a Winnebago on his bicycle, a stop at a quasi-art fundraiser outside with five other people and a bunch of blinking bicyclists in downtown.

An arts woman wanted us to pay $15 each for a "cover" charge to watch a guy sing "Over The Rainbow."

We passed, and pedaled off to Hop Nuts for a beer. I parked the Pugsley inside.

An RJ reporter, Ricky, came over on his bicycle to Hop Nuts and we headed over to the boys at Banger Brewing on the Fremont Street Experience.